The leaves around were swept off the ground.
They danced in the sky.
"Put Jeanne down!" Kingsley looked at Edward coldly.
Edward did not let go and brought Jeanne closer to the helicopter.
"I said, let go of Jeanne!" Kingsley spoke coldly in a cold tone.
He glared at Edward with bloodthirsty eyes.
"If you don't want to get to the point where we die together, let me go!" Jeanne spoke, reminding Edward.
She knew very well.
Kingsley would not be threatened all the time.
He would also have his limits.
Once his limits were breached, he would not even care about his own life, let alone others.
Edward's hand, which was holding the gun, clearly froze.
"We can't go back to how we were before." Jeanne's tone was cold.
They could not go back to the past.
Therefore, there was no need to take her away.
Edward had a cold look, and his Adam's apple kept moving up and down.
